Gas, Food Lodging Page #3
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- Year:
- 1992
- 101 min
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Don't be like that.
Come here.
Kiss me.
I'll dream about you.
Dream for me, Trudi.
You have one month
to find another place to live.
Fine.
- It's fine, is it?
- Yes, it's fine. It's dandy.
- Now leave me alone.
- Leave you alone?
You bet I'll leave you alone.
Pay your rent alone.
See how "dandy" that is.
I won't be alone! Not like you!
I found someone
and he wants to be with me!
Yeah, sure he does.
One month, Trudi.
I will not put up with this anymore!
B*tch!
Ungrateful...
Hamlet Humphrey, you still here?
Yes, ma'am. I'm in it for the long haul.
Aren't we lucky.
Thanks. I'll wash it for you.
Now, it can't be that bad.
Now, how do you know?
What if I told you I was dying...
of an incurable blood disease,
would that be bad enough for you?
I was just trying to cheer you up.
I wasn't out to minimize it.
...this weekend, go kick some booty with
those cowboys. It'll be wild. Don't miss it.
Closer to home, sunny skies
prevailing this morning. A hot day...
I don't want you to move out.
Sorry we woke you up.
What is that?
Looks like an ordinary rock, huh?
- Yeah, plain old rock.
- It's not.
It glows bright orange under a special light.
- Bullshit, it does.
- It's true.
Shady, I met the best guy.
Laramie's not so bad.
We went to the desert, Dank and me,
and he showed me it's alive out there.
It's not just nothing.
Colors and sounds and flowers and...
I need your advice.
There's a boy.
And he does all this stuff.
Like he touches my face
and he holds my hand...
and he acts like we're buddies.
You have to make the first move.
What's his dream girl like?
This is gonna be fun.
You decide, that's all, that you're going
to have him and nothing can stop you.
Throw him down. Make him want you.
You look amazing.
Know what I've been thinking?
No, what?
I've been thinking how bored I am.
How I want to go to some...
scary, dark place.
Risk, Darius.
I want to jump off cliffs.
I want to go to another planet.
That's some scary sh*t, all right.
- Am I hurting your leg?
- No. I don't feel a thing.
Good, I guess.
- Okay, where was I?
- I can't remember.
- Oh, yes.
- Oh, no.
Magic, Darius.
That's what Olivia wants.
That's what Eve wanted.
That's what I want.
I wanna lose myself...
in you.
Oh, God! I feel so stupid!
No. Come on. Why?
- Am I ugly? I mean, am I gross?
- Get real, Shade.
You're a beautiful person, but...
- But I'm hideous.
- Stop.
I feel like a jerk.
It's not you.
It's me.
That doesn't help.
All right. You have a good one, baby.
See you, man.
It's the movie lady.
No movies today?
No matinees?
Just real life?
Real life.
What'd you do to your hair?
I don't like it.
And those are some lame-ass shoes.
No wonder your feet hurt...
- trying to walk on those building blocks.
- Who asked you?
I mean, if you ask me, you dress pretty silly.
Stupid baggy '50s pants with the little cut
in the side. What's that for?
Come on, now. I'm just joking with you.
It's 'cause I like the way
you normally dress, that's why.
I liked your hair before.
It was just fine.
That's the stuff.
- Slow down.
- All right.
It's that one. Right there.
See you at the movies, I guess.
Do you want this?
It wouldn't mean nothing.
No, that's okay.
- See you.
- Bye.
Oh, sh*t! Dinner.
Mom?
Shady, honey, are we going to eat or what?
Mom, I have a little surprise for you.
- Come on in.
- You look great.
Nora, this is Raymond.
Raymond, this is Nora.
- Sit down.
- Thanks.
What line of work are you in, Ms. Evans?
Please call me Nora.
I'm a brain surgeon, Raymond.
How about you?
I'm a grave digger myself.
I'm digging my own as we speak... rapidly.
That makes two things you do quick.
Thanks for coming over.
You really blew it.
Maybe if you play your cards right,
I can get you a second chance.
Well, darling, I think
I about run out of chances with her.
- Okay, good night.
- Good night.
That's a sweet little girl you got there.
I'm lucky.
I'm lucky, too...
to have known you both.
I'll be cutting out for Las Cruces now.
Stay well, Raymond.
Things don't always work out
like you want them to...
and in my experience, it almost never does.
A lot of people say you're stupid
to have expectations on anything.
But they're just afraid of disappointment.
Me, I guess I'm more afraid
of not having any daydreams left.
I mean, disappointment is easy.
You can get over it.
But what do you do with yourself...
if you can't imagine the future,
the way you want it to be?
When someone rejects you,
they say that it's not personal.
Who are they kidding?
It's as personal as it can get.
You can't help but take it personal.
You start thinking that you're
the worst problem in their whole life.
You think you're the reason
for all their weird moods.
Or why they quit coming to school.
Wednesday came and Trudi
was too nervous to even talk...
'cause that Dank guy was coming back.
Then Thursday came...
and then by Friday, she'd gotten all quiet.
Come the next week,
she couldn't even get out of bed.
"He's never coming back, " she said.
Who's the father?
I don't know.
Nice.
A guy, okay?
A jerk.
We need to sit down with this jerk
and talk over the details.
If you can find him.
I have nothing to say to him.
Be practical, Trudi.
He's got to pay for it. It's only fair.
You're the one who has to go through
the abortion. It's the least he can do.
Abortion?
I haven't even decided yet
what I'm going to do.
There's nothing to decide.
You have no choice.
Bullshit! You can't tell me.
You gonna finish that?
This is my body.
You can't tell me what to do.
I'm not gonna discuss this with you, Trudi.
You don't want me to make
the same mistake you made, right?
You wish you'd had an abortion
instead of having me.
Life would have been easier for you.
Just f***ing say it!
That's enough, Trudi! Now get in the car!
I bet you even tried to abort me, didn't you?
Everything in Trudi's life
came down to three choices...
and this was no different.
Moving to a home in Dallas,
carrying the baby all those months...
then having to give it away
seemed like the hardest part of all.
Still, it was her choice.
You won't be gone for that long.
Nah. I'll be back before you can blink.
So don't get too cozy
in that room by yourself, okay?
Take care of yourself, Trudi.
I'm gonna miss you.
Bye. Be good.
Here. Take it.
You just made me so mad.
Bus 1737 leaving for Dallas, now boarding.
That guy, Darius...
he just got scared. It wasn't you.
Mom, what are we going to do
without Trudi here?
The house is so quiet.
You know, you and I never talk.
You done?
Maybe we should get some more TV.
I'll see you inside, all right, homes.
- How are you?
- All right.
I thought it was you.
I came in the door and I looked at you...
and I said, "Yeah, that's her.
No one in my town dresses like that."
- See you later, man.
- Right on. See you later. Take it easy.
You will not believe it.
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